"Just three power points, Skeets is loaded with them, aren't you skeet"
::that is one way to put it sir.::
"So you up for it?"
If so
Skeets rests himself on insubstantial spider legs around where your leg is wounded,
"Much better, thank you.."
"Tyrrin, you said they don't pair up like this?"
"I wish I could fix people." He says a bit dejectedly.
"I'm switching to first aid when we get back."
"We probably need to move and talk. Is anyone else hurt?"
Hew sees the group and nods his head. "Hi. What's going on?" Gesturing with the staff toward the smoke billowing from town. "Looks like a fire was put out."
"You do alot for me too Zilla-chan, just by being my friend. And you are super kawaii. I hope we're not holding everyone up though, so let's go!"The younger children group eventually do round the corner to the entry hall, and find Tryko'Sam there with a few others. "Ahh... Ohaiyou gozaimasu." she says to the people talking to her senpai.
"Town's under attack by some ..snake woman with six or more arms, fighting Not quite sure how things are going to pan out, but this lady Professor here said a team of people are on it-- which would explain the dragon, the water kung fu guy, Dom was his name? and what not, but ..." Obviously, Tryko'Sam seemed a bit concerned.
At this point, there was only the one remaining smoke, white in color, billowing upward, Given the two or so mile distance, it wasn't that accurate to see what was going on.
Tryko'Sam looked back at the arrival of others and says, "Got your food and such?"
He flashed a smile and waited. "Guess we just need that one girl with the squirrels now."
Meanwhile, over in the charred remains of the alchemist shop, Dennis is handling the remains of the fire quite nicely. Fei had taken care of most of it, but as they were chemically altered flames, every so often a small section would reignite.
Once he is finally sure the fires are all out once and for all, the minotaur surveys the damage. It was close to total, sadly. He looks around for anything he knew would be worth saving, but finds very little. Just as he's about to give up however, he spots something lying under a pile of ash. Picking it and dusting it off reveals it to be a crude, yet mostly intact video camera. Certainly not up to Avalon's standards, but it might show the arsonist.
"Much better, thank you.."
"Tyrrin, you said they don't pair up like this?"
"Yes, that is correct... I fear that it may mean we are being worked against. We ought to keep mov--." With an uncharactaristic lack of grace, Tyrrin missteps on the snow, her foot sliding on a particularily slippery piece of the ground, falling face first, her midnight-coloured hair clashing heavily with the white powder. She quickly scrambles to her feet, brushing the snow away. "Damn this snow!" she curses.
"Town's under attack by some ..snake woman with six or more arms, fighting some silver fire glowing guy bleeding like a sieve. Not quite sure how things are going to pan out, but this lady Professor here said a team of people are on it-- which would explain the dragon, the water kung fu guy, Dom was his name? and what not, but ..." Obviously, Tryko'Sam seemed a bit concerned.
At this point, there was only the one remaining smoke, white in color, billowing upward, Given the two or so mile distance, it wasn't that accurate to see what was going on.
Tryko'Sam looked back at the arrival of others and says, "Got your food and such?"
He flashed a smile and waited. "Guess we just need that one girl with the squirrels now."
"Ano... Tryko'Sam--" she almost used an honourific there, that much was obvious with her hesitation. "Are people being hurt? I have to help if I can!" Deftly, there are shuriken in her hands, and she tenses up, crouching slightly, leaning forward. She appears to be ready for battle almost instantly. "I am not afraid." She seems... almost a little vicious, sharp weapons and combat ready stance.
"Well, I think I know where we'll find the green stone. Somewhere on or in this mountain, we'll find the guardian remorhaz. It's just like the dweomercats in the jungle, working in tandem, in ways they never would normally."
"This did tell us what part of your dream was though, and what the survivor was talking about when he mentioned a creature of ice, born of fire."
Miss with the longsword
Miss with the whip
Possible crit with mace.
Crit not confirmed, normal damage + cold.
Miss with axe.
** spoiler omitted **
Nhhh! Is.. That all you've got?"
"Ano... Tryko'Sam--" she almost used an honourific there, that much was obvious with her hesitation. "Are people being hurt? I have to help if I can!" Deftly, there are shuriken in her hands, and she tenses up, crouching slightly, leaning forward. She appears to be ready for battle almost instantly. "I am not afraid." She seems... almost a little vicious, sharp weapons and combat ready stance.
Seeing a feisty young girl about to run out there and fight, seems to bring Tryko'Sam's attention fully back to the group and Midori.
"Hey there ...killer. No. Sorry-- like I said, apparently a 'team' is there, and they'll handle it? If things get too bad after them, we'll be back up, if we hear about it, or something. Okay? I don't mean to sound rude here, but-- I'm not letting an adorable young ...horn headed, girl, ninja or not, go into that fight. I think it's for some serious heavy hitters. Especially from what I could see. Sorry."
He smiles, attempting to be charming about it. Usually he is. He is rather charming.
"Well, I think I know where we'll find the green stone. Somewhere on or in this mountain, we'll find the guardian remorhaz. It's just like the dweomercats in the jungle, working in tandem, in ways they never would normally."
"This did tell us what part of your dream was though, and what the survivor was talking about when he mentioned a creature of ice, born of fire."
Tyrrin finishes brushing herself off from her fall, shaking her starry cloak out. Strangely, the snow doesn't seem cold... though she had cast the spell to Endure the Elements. The slipperiness was frustrating though, on the incline. "Yes, and a more powerful version of these may prove difficult. Oneiro, do you have some way to shield your paper against fire?"
Tyrrin casts Overland Flight on herself, and will keep pace with the party easily, hovering a few feet above the ground, not keen on repeating her embarrassing fall.
Seeing a feisty young girl about to run out there and fight, seems to bring Tryko'Sam's attention fully back to the group and Midori.
"Hey there ...killer. No. Sorry-- like I said, apparently a 'team' is there, and they'll handle it? If things get too bad after them, we'll be back up, if we hear about it, or something. Okay? I don't mean to sound rude here, but-- I'm not letting an adorable young ...horn headed, girl, ninja or not, go into that fight. I think it's for some serious heavy hitters. Especially from what I could see. Sorry."
He smiles, attempting to be charming about it. Usually he is. He is rather charming.
She straightens slightly, the shuriken seeming to disappear back into the pouch with dexterous fingers. She knew her way around the weapons, that much was clear. "It's not like it would be my first battle or something." Midori mumbles, not attempting to counter Tryko'Sam's accusation of killer. She doesn't seem overly annoyed, perhaps just a little petulant or impetuous in a situation like this.
She shakes her head, matte-black hair failing to catch any glimmers or such as she does. The shoulder-length hair is pulled into a functional ponytail - ideal for someone who wants to keep the hair out of her face while fighting. "Okay senpai, I'll listen to you." she says after a moment.
"I can cast a spell over it, but it would be more practical to just work on in direct attacks, like what Dave was doing. I've got similar spells readied, but I'm better at melee combat."
"Whatever you see fit. Are you sure you do not want the rest of that wound seen to? My magic may not be limitless, but it is not quite so scarce, yet." Tyrrin offers, looking down at Oneiro's wounded leg.
He looks at his leg for a bit, studying his wound.
"I may regret it, but I think I'll be okay for now."
She straightens slightly, the shuriken seeming to disappear back into the pouch with dexterous fingers. She knew her way around the weapons, that much was clear. "It's not like it would be my first battle or something." Midori mumbles, not attempting to counter Tryko'Sam's accusation of killer. She doesn't seem overly annoyed, perhaps just a little petulant or impetuous in a situation like this.
She shakes her head, matte-black hair failing to catch any glimmers or such as she does. The shoulder-length hair is pulled into a functional ponytail - ideal for someone who wants to keep the hair out of her face while fighting. "Okay senpai, I'll listen to you." she says after a moment.
"Yeah, well .. I mean, if you wanted? I can't .. I wouldn't really stop you, but it's just me suggesting here." He shrugs, apparently he might let her go if she really wanted.
"I'd rather you not, though, since leaving the grounds-- and uh, permission wasn't for jumping into combat with huge snake women with six arms and such.. was it?"
Maybe logic would win!
[ooc] She smites good... Ugh! but at least I get an AoO if she casts
Seeing a feisty young girl about to run out there and fight, seems to bring Tryko'Sam's attention fully back to the group and Midori.
"Hey there ...killer. No. Sorry-- like I said, apparently a 'team' is there, and they'll handle it? If things get too bad after them, we'll be back up, if we hear about it, or something. Okay? I don't mean to sound rude here, but-- I'm not letting an adorable young ...horn headed, girl, ninja or not, go into that fight. I think it's for some serious heavy hitters. Especially from what I could see. Sorry."
He smiles, attempting to be charming about it. Usually he is. He is rather charming.
She straightens slightly, the shuriken seeming to disappear back into the pouch with dexterous fingers. She knew her way around the weapons, that much was clear. "It's not like it would be my first battle or something." Midori mumbles, not attempting to counter Tryko'Sam's accusation of killer. She doesn't seem overly annoyed, perhaps just a little petulant or impetuous in a situation like this.
She shakes her head, matte-black hair failing to catch any glimmers or such as she does. The shoulder-length hair is pulled into a functional ponytail - ideal for someone who wants to keep the hair out of her face while fighting. "Okay senpai, I'll listen to you." she says after a moment.
Hew sits the food down, them gently places his hand upon her shoulder. "I'm with you on this Midori, but I would think it better know more about the situation before rushing in." Taking his hand away from her shoulder he grasps the staff in two hands. Quickly the staff seems to melt and reform into a elven curved blade. "But I'll back up wharever you choose." His determination was written all over his words and face.
Hew sits the food down, them gently places his hand upon her shoulder. "I'm with you on this Midori, but I would think it better know more about the situation before rushing in." Taking his hand away from her shoulder he grasps the staff in two hands. Quickly the staff seems to melt and reform into a elven curved blade. "But I'll back up wharever you choose." His determination was written all over his words and face.
Tryko'Sam watches as the elven curved blade forms and says, "Wow, you guys around here-- no s*#*, very violent. Is it common to pull out magical swords and threaten to slice people up? I mean-- I'm just asking."
He grins though, watching as Hew shows his stuff to Midori.
Hew calmly shakes his head. "Considering there is a battle going down the I would say being armed before going would be wise. As for how common, seems fairly common for people to do that to me." He tells him the last part with a bit hostility toward the memory.
Keeps his rifle shouldered, even as the last creature falls. He listens to the conversation, but says nothing. He is in soldier mode.
He takes a step to try to prevent Tyrrin's fall, but isn't there in time. He chuckles when she conquers her mobility problems with the flight spell, and nods at her. As the others look at the fallen bodies, Ghalen moves to the tracks behind them, looking to find where they came from.
Dave sees that everyone is all right and then takes to the skys about 50-60 ft up, and circles around (maybe 100ft radious) looking for anything out of the ordinary
"I guess we're taking a break next to the sleeping monster then."
He sits down lotus style in the snow. When there be rummages around shoulder deep in a bag of holding. After a bit of searching he produces a large sandwich. Which he then proceeds to eat.
Ignace, we will go home, I promise. I need you to be strong, can you be really strong and brave with me? I know you ar brave look at all the brave things you have done in the past couple of days.
Lang moves to hold her. but only if she will allow it.
Your the bravest Girl in the whole class Ignace. and I need you to stay brave with me, and Grim
Lang tries to look around to see if he can notice anything that looks like it might get them home
[dice=perception]1d20+26
"I'm not the bravest. Zilla is way braver than me. And Midori too," she protested, but the assurances from both Grim and Lang seem to get through to her and she stops short of actually crying. The air around her remains uncomfortably hot, but stops short of actually being damaging.
Lang notices that there's some sort of writing carved into the base of the basin holding the flame.
"I'm sorry," Jeran said, gruffly but quietly to Oneiro. "I've been slacking on my training. Too much time with the mechs. I'll try to be more effective going forward."
"Hey now, there's a difference between not being scared, and being brave, being brave is when you are so scared you feel like your about to die, but you get up and face your fears anyway. "
Kitty showed up at the meeting place, Michael in tow.
"Hey, guys, what's going on? Why are you all staring in the direction of Kuros?"
"Hey now, there's a difference between not being scared, and being brave, being brave is when you are so scared you feel like your about to die, but you get up and face your fears anyway. "
"I usually run and hide from things I'm afraid of....why are there not any doors in here?"
"That's what I'm trying to find out" doing the smart thing for a guy in his situation and just pretend he didn't hear the first part of her statement.
Once she had seen Tyrrin off, Jaiye went looking for Ehos. She was a little bummed when he didn't appear to be on campus. She hadn't even had the chance to tell him that she was gonna be around for the weekend. But then she went and did something truly unexpected from her...her homework. After the stuff Ehos's mom had said to her she felt like she'd really be letting everyone down if she didn't at least try her best.
The wounded and grappled Demon screams again in frustration, then turns its fury on Fei, black flame daggers appearing in its hands.
The other Vrolikai points a claw at Vai and a green beam springs forth towards her. Faster than thought it makes the same gesture and again, a green beam streaks for Vai.
In the near distance Fei, Vai, Ehos, and Ace can all see more winged shapes approaching, and several shapes moving closer along the ground.
Kitty showed up at the meeting place, Michael in tow.
"Hey, guys, what's going on? Why are you all staring in the direction of Kuros?"
Hew holding the blade at his side. Tucks it around behind his back so not to accidently cut some one. "Seems a small battle in town has been wageing." He nodded to the new guy as he noticed him.
Hew holding the blade at his side. Tucks it around behind his back so not to accidently cut some one. "Seems a small battle in town has been wageing." He nodded to the new guy as he noticed him.Kitty showed up at the meeting place, Michael in tow.
"Hey, guys, what's going on? Why are you all staring in the direction of Kuros?"
Hew, midori! Hi" sorun calls, while slithering toward them
Ignace You are being very brave right now. I know...I want to show you something, follow me over here
lang will guide her to the base of thefire bowl and motion for Grim to follow.
take a look at these markings can you help make sense of them?
Lang will examine them but also thinking that If Ignace can have her mind occupied on something she may not be so afraid.
Tryko'Sam watches as the elven curved blade forms and says, "Wow, you guys around here-- no s*#@, very violent. Is it common to pull out magical swords and threaten to slice people up? I mean-- I'm just asking."He grins though, watching as Hew shows his stuff to Midori.
"Senpai, is it not normal where you are from to want to fight to defend innocent people? I am proud to have friends willing to help me with a goal like that." Midori seems curious at first, blinking and turning back to the group. The second sentence is said with a distinct head-headedness and pride.
Midori nods as Hew-kun explains, and then glances over at Sorun-kun's voice, smiles and waves to her merfolk friend. "Ahhh Sorun-kun! Ohaiyou gozaimasu!"
The writing is in Ignan and seems to describe the sacred flame that is in the basin.
"Lang....I....I can't read. I can't read in common let alone whatever language this is. Can you read it out loud to me?"
The wounded and grappled Demon screams again in frustration, then turns its fury on Fei, black flame daggers appearing in its hands.
** spoiler omitted **
Seeing the oncoming horde, Fei lets all of the demon's attacks strike him...
...And none of the blows appear to do any harm to the young monk. Their momentum just...ceases...as soon as they touch Fei's body.
Fei then brings his arms together in a crushing vise around the demon's chest, releasing the energy he just absorbed from its withering volley of attacks straight back into it, plus a bit more for good measure.
Vai on the other hand, isn't having as good a time as Fei is with his demon, and her scream as her life-force is sucked away echoes a similar one several months before on the Plane of Storms, where Khoda had Vai in his grasp.
The blue dragon instantly blinks away a little from the battle, as if she were adjusting her position for... then she suddenly starts to glow brilliantly, and a incredible burst of Light erupts from the necklace at her throat, enveloping both Vrolikai but missing Fei, just barely.
X-ray - A blast of intense x-ray radiation causes the target to grow immediately sickened. The target takes 20 acid damage and must make a fortitude save or be nauseated for an hour, and unless they receive immediate treatment they will thereafter die. A successful save reduces the nauseation to 1 round and negates the death effect.
Radio - Intense Radio waves heat up the target's body from the inside, causing blisters and burns to erupt all over the target's body. Takes 50 fire damage and must make a fortitude save or become dazed for 1d4 rounds and sickened for 1d4 minutes.
Dazed
Sickened
Kitty showed up at the meeting place, Michael in tow.
"Hey, guys, what's going on? Why are you all staring in the direction of Kuros?"
"Hi, I'm Michael, one of several crazy scientists here at Avalon."
"I'm sorry," Jeran said, gruffly but quietly to Oneiro. "I've been slacking on my training. Too much time with the mechs. I'll try to be more effective going forward."
"Don't worry about it. I've not exactly been working out much myself lately. I should have been in the air the instant I saw they weren't flyers."
The writing is in Ignan and seems to describe the sacred flame that is in the basin.
"Lang....I....I can't read. I can't read in common let alone whatever language this is. Can you read it out loud to me?"
Lang whispers to her I know, but maybe there is a symbol that you may have seen somewhere, or looks like something familiar. I know you can help me ignace, I believe in you. Lang smiles to her trying to give her a confidence boost.
Phaezeriel attempts to aim his jump through time.
Phaezeriel reappears in an identical shimmer of silver light in exactly the same orientation and position as he was when he disappeared. It takes a moment to shake off the effects of the time hop.
Phaezeriel reappears in an identical shimmer of silver light in exactly the same orientation and position as he was when he disappeared. It takes a moment to shake off the effects of the time hop.
Fei is about to go to Vai when Phaezeriel suddenly reappears. He quickly but gently extracts the quasit from the...mess that was the demon a few seconds ago.
"Are you alright? It seems we have a welcoming party on the way...that we do not want to meet," the young monk says to his friend, as he quickly scans the surrounding area and notes that Ehos has followed them here as well.
"We need to get back through the portal and seal it!" he calls out to the others as he readies himself to deal with the last nearby demon and notes the approaching horde with some concern...
The writing is in Ignan and seems to describe the sacred flame that is in the basin.
"Lang....I....I can't read. I can't read in common let alone whatever language this is. Can you read it out loud to me?"
Lang whispers to her I know, but maybe there is a symbol that you may have seen somewhere, or looks like something familiar. I know you can help me ignace, I believe in you. Lang smiles to her trying to give her a confidence boost.
Ignace scowls, frustrated. She knew from experience that this usually preceded an exasperated lecture on how she wasn't really trying. It's not like she wanted all the squiggly lines to keep moving.
"It looks like little wiggly worms," she says sullenly. "Just like all writing."
She walked around examining it again. "Okay, it looks like wiggly worms on fire," she corrected her previous statement.